Stranglers - Old Codger Lyrics

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What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am

Communion's got a lot of grace 
It's got style and bread and wine 
But they're not mine!
You know what I like!

What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am

I may be long in tooth and jaw 
But I've got a lot of nerve
When it comes to an angel boy
Pray for me!

What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am
What an old codger I am

When the choir is singing in the aisles
And the moon tomes up over the steeple
I might just turn into a bol-weevil
And creep up on you with my beef-jerky!

Hey baby!
We're gonna shave 'em dry
You know what shave 'em dry is?
You'll learn!
Mmmm, that's good, that's good!
That's very good!
Just close your eyes baby and think of England!
Well why not?
I always keep my socks on!

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lyrics submitted by Olivia_Ka on 22-09-2006
lyrics corrected on 22-09-2006